A. N. Ok, like I said, never fear, my muse is still here! But first, I must tell you that I was nominated for a national academic award. I'm gonna be in an academic book, and get college recommendations and scholarships and things of that nature! ...Well, I thought it was cool. Anyway...This chapter is dedicated to my rabid little brother and all good people who review.

Disclaimer: I own Final Fantasy. All of them. I am the mastermind behind their invention. I even write the music. So there.

Yuna sat next to Lulu, who, for some odd reason, had decided that she needed to be nice to her, which was odd, because in three years of school, Yuna had never spoken to Lulu or visa-versa.

Lulu looked at Yuna icily. "You better have a reason for staring Yuna," she said coolly. Yuna looked away. Ok, not nice, but somewhat friendly, in a creepy, hi-I'm-Lulu-and-I-like-to-eat-my-young sort of way.

Just than, someone walked over to their desks. "Hello Lulu," said the someone in a very fakely deep voice.

"Seymour, you better leave before my keyboard finds it's way into a very uncomfortable area of your body. Here's a hint: You'll need surgery to remove it. Got that?" Lulu said, not even looking up from her computer screen.

Yuna watched as Seymour's face turned pink and angry. The guy was clearly vexed. "Yevon, Lulu. Would it kill you not to be such a...a..." Seymour was at a loss for words.

"A what?" Lulu snapped. Seymour jumped and ran off. Yuna couldn't say she minded. She had never liked Seymour. He was ugly as Sin, mean, and a show- off. She had never gotten along well with him. He had never been rude to her, but he was mean to Wakka. Still...

"You didn't have to be so mean, you know. He was just saying hi," she said to Lulu, who had returned to her work as if nothing had happened. Lulu looked at her.

"Have you lost your marbles Yuna? You cannot say you have even the slightest amount of pity in your heart for him. You have to know what he's like," Lulu said, staring at Yuna as if she had two heads. Yuna felt brave all of a sudden.

"I do know what he's like, but that's no reason to be mean to him. Have you ever heard of 'killing someone with kindness'? I'm sure Seymour just needs someone to love, then... Oh Yevon, I sound like a fool don't I?" she said sheepishly.

Lulu grinned, a rare sight. "Yes you do. Anything else, oh gracious one?" Yuna shook her head, embarrassed beyond belief. "No. Not really. I'm actually on your side. I think he's annoying too," she said, trying to fix what she had said.

"You know, red is such a lovely color on you," Lulu said, an evil smile on her lips. Yuna scowled. "I was just trying to do what's right. Besides, I'm sure once you get past the snobby, rude, irritating...sorry, I'm doing it again," she sighed, putting her head in her hands.

"You know, you really apologize far too much. You and Wakka. If someone else screws up and you yell at them for it, if they get mad, you apologize. Why in Spira do you two do that?" Lulu said.

Yuna thought about what Lu had just said. It was true, she knew that beyond a doubt. But admitting it was another issue entirely, especially to Lulu, who she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt would tease her about it. However, she'd probably tease her more if she didn't just come right out and admit it.

"Yeah, I guess we do, but to tell you the truth, I'm not sure why we do," she grudgingly admitted. To her surprise, Lulu didn't laugh or tease her about it. She looked at Lu, who once again was just working again. Yuna shook her head in disbelief. Could life never be simple?

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Tidus swore to himself as he jogged down the hall. He hated the layout of this school. Zanarkand High had been a bigger school, but at least there had been a directory and an elevator to make things easier. He scanned faces in the hall, hoping to see a helpful person willing to help a poor, pathetic newbie.

Then he saw a guy with the weirdest, well, no, Seymour's was the weirdest, second weirdest hairstyle he had ever seen. His hair looked like he had styled it into a wave, his hair every bit as tall as Seymour's. However, Tidus could see that gel was what was holding it up. Either that, or gravity was weaker in Bevelle than in Zanarkand and he just hadn't noticed yet.

He jogged up to the guy, as he looked at least mildly friendly, and tapped him on the shoulder. The guy turned and looked confusedly at Tidus, then the confusion cleared, and he smiled.

"Heeeeey. Welcome to Bevelle High, bruddah. Name's Wakka Silibos. You?" he said, extending a hand.

Tidus was a bit baffled, but despite this, he extended his hand for Wakka to shake.

"Tidus Carmona," he said, introducing himself, despite his new convictions that Wakka was a few chocobos short of a ranch. Wakka grinned, showing off his trademark smile.

"Glad ta meet you, Tidus. What can I do for you bruddah?"he asked. Tidus hesitated for a moment, then plowed on ahead.

"I need help finding room 85," he said, getting straight to the point.

Wakka beamed. "Is that all? Why didn't you say so, ya?" he started off down the hall, Tidus in tow. The whole way there, Wakka talked. Mostly about Bevelle, and the Yevonite religion, but also about a few people he obviously felt Tidus had to know some thing about.

"Well there's Lulu, ya? Great girl. A bit cold, but when you work past that, she's a great gal. A black mage. You have that as a profession in Zandarkand? Ha, stupid question, ya? 'Course you do. Then there's Yuna. Real pretty. Real sweet, once you get past that wall she's built around herself. Would you like to meet 'em?" Wakka asked.

Tidus gaped. Wakka had said all that in one breath, and he still apparently had breath enough for more. He nodded numbly, wondering what amazing accomplishments of the human lung tissue Wakka would perform now.

"Great! Their both pretty unusual looking. Lulu's always in black, and her dress today has fur and belts on it. Can't miss her. And Yuna's got two different colored eyes. She's hard to ignore too. If you don't have any classes with them today, I'll be at table five for lunch, you can meet them there. You play blitzball?"

Finally! A subject he could sink his teeth into. "Yup! I was star player for the Zandarkand Abes!" he said proudly, puffing out his chest. Wakka grinned.

"Why don't you try out for our team, bruddah? I'm sure you'll be great, and we can always use more good players on the team!" Wakka said, sounding like Tidus had just made his year.

"That sounds great man! I wasn't sure if you guys had a team or what, so I was bummed. Thanks Wakka! I'll definitely try out," Tidus said happily.

If Wakka had liked to talk then, it was nothing compared to now. However, this time Tidus was talking right along with him.

However, all good things must come to an end, and so do in-depth discussions about blitzball thankfully. Wakka pointed out the room to Tidus, and handed him a set of papers.

"These are tryout forms. Fill them out, get your folks to sign, and bring them back to me. I'll make sure they get where they need to go. Tryouts are on Thursday, four to six p.m. Ok, there bruddah?" Wakka said clapping him on a shoulder.

Tidus nodded energetically. "Thanks Wakka! See you at lunch!" he said waving good-bye to Wakka. He turned to go through the door, forgetting that he had not opened it. Ouch. He sat on the ground, wondering how on Spira that had happened.

"You know, for most people, you have to open doors to go through them. It's not generally an accepted thing for people to be able to go through doors without opening them first," someone said. He looked up and around and saw the girl from the day before looking at him, a small smile on her face.

"Oh. Hi! I remember you, your..."

"Yuna. You ran into me in the hall the other day," she said patiently. Tidus nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, I'm good at running into things," he cracked. Yuna smiled.

"Are you alright though? I saw you hit the door, and it looked painful," she said, looking slightly concerned, as if the fall might have rattled his brains.

"Uh yeah! I'm fine. Didn't hit the door too hard," he said reassuringly. Yuna didn't look entirely convinced, but dropped it, and offered him a hand to help him up. He took it, and was almost immediately up on his feet.

"Thanks. Hey, do you know Wakka?" he asked, the thought just occurring to him that this may be the Yuna that Wakka was talking about.

"Yes. What did he say?" she asked. Tidus thought for moment. "Nothing really. Just that you were one of his friends and that I should meet you," he said.

"Well, now you can tell him you have twice and that both times involved you running into something," she teased. Tidus grinned boyishly.

"Yeah. The Human Lung will probably laugh at me," he said, not sounding the least bit embarrassed. Yuna smiled. She couldn't help it. That was exactly the way she thought of Wakka. His ability to speak for a full ten minutes without seeming to draw a breath was baffling.

Then her eyes caught sight of the clock mounted on the wall behind Tidus' head. She was five minutes late. She looked at Tidus, genuinely sorry that she had to leave.

"Tidus, I'm really sorry, but I have to go," she said. "I'm five minutes late already, and I still have to go all the way to room 55. But I'll see you at lunch, ok?"

Tidus nodded and smiled. "Roger! Sorry I held you up. Nice talkin' to ya," he said. Yuna smiled and started off down the halls to room 55. Tidus smiled after her retreating back. This town wasn't bad. Not bad at all.

A.N. Ok, this one's a little longer than the rest of them. Hope you like it. Sorry the author's note is a little boring, but it's past midnight here, and I'm really tired. But it's done. Please read and review, cause I need a little steam for tomarrow. I'll write regardless, but my muse fires up a little faster with reviews. Thanks.

Huggles to all, and to all a good night. Snore